Today I had the grown up version of the yearbook photo-the driver's license mug shot. Thankfully, I am much more confident in who I am now then I was at age 15. And amazingly, my boys left me alone long enough this morning to brush my teeth, pluck a few gray hairs & put in matching earrings. Awesome! So after an hour & a half at the DOL, I became an official Washingtonian.
And since you might need a good laugh, I'll tell you my infamous driver's license story. When I turned 15, I went to get my driver's permit. I studied the manual, put on my new red & white Espirit outfit (early 90s baby!), and went to take the test. When I got back home, I ran up to dad & said "Dad! I got my permit! And they even picked a background color to match my outfit!" He looked at me & burst out laughing. Now of course, you know that DMV didn't care about my outfit. They simply used the red backdrop to show that this was a permit & not a actual license. My dad still laughs about that story today. (Sigh.) Like I said, it's amazing that I made it out of there alive.
|Me-age 16ish-in Seaside, FL. Jenn & Karen, wasn't that an awesome trip?!|
(BTW, here's a link to one of my favorite Superchic(k) songs about high school: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_RWQVYYKRQ)